Drunk Immortal Gourd

Hu Zhenhua's speed did not slow down and he rushed towards Qingyang. His palms had already used 70% of his power, and he was ready to kill Qingyang with one palm after the two of them got close. We must not be lenient at all towards this kid blocking the road. We must deal with it as soon as possible to prevent the three people in front from escaping too far.

Seeing Hu Zhenhua's palms getting closer and closer to him, Qingyang raised his hand and threw an object in front of Hu Zhenhua's face, while shouting: "Look at my Sky-shaking Thunder!"

Thunder? Another thunderstorm? Damn boy, you have already used this trick, do you think I will fall for you again? Hu Zhenhua sneered and said, "Try this trick again, kid, you're dead this time."

Hu Zhenhua was no longer fooled, and moved forward instead of retreating. He just dodged slightly to the side, avoiding the vital part of his face, and then rushed towards Qingyang at a faster speed.

Unfortunately, Hu Zhenhua misjudged the situation. This time Qingyang threw a real thunderbolt, the only one made by Songhe Taoist for Qingyang's self-defense. Hu Zhenhua and the Thunderbolt just passed each other, and the Thunderbolt exploded in the air.

Songhe Laodao's sky-shaking thunder can't be compared with what professionals like Du Chengjin can do, but the effect of an explosion at such a close range is huge. Hearing just a loud bang, Hu Zhenhua felt like he was being shaken. With a heavy blow, his body rolled in the air and was blown to the ground.

At this moment, looking at Hu Zhenhua on the ground, half of his body was blackened by the blast, and his chest was even more bloody. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries and had vomited blood. One of the legs was shaking slightly, and there was a fist-sized wound on the calf. The flesh and blood were blurred, and the injury seemed serious.

Hu Zhenhua stretched himself out and started to do it slowly, staring at Qingyang, wishing he could tear him apart alive.

Twice, I have fallen into the hands of this guy twice in a row. The first time I was deceived was nothing, it was just a false alarm. This second time I almost died. If he lost to a veteran who had been famous for a long time, he would have nothing to say, but to lose to a young boy who was just starting out in the world twice in a row was a bit unreasonable.

Are you really that stupid? For the first time, Hu Zhenhua felt sad for his IQ. This boy was so cunning. Hu Zhenhua was so angry that his teeth hurt, and he said angrily: "Boy, just wait, wait until you fall into my hands, and see how I slowly process you."

Qingyang did not expect that the effect of this thunderbolt was so good. He originally thought that it would scare Hu Zhenhua away and buy him some time to escape, but he did not expect that it would seriously injure Hu Zhenhua. Now, if I can directly kill Hu Zhenhua, everyone can escape calmly, instead of being like a lost dog like now.

Seeing that Hu Zhenhua was injured and still holding on to himself, Qingyang showed a trace of pride on his face and said with a smile: "Now that I'm still talking arrogantly, I don't know who of us will deal with who."

Hu Zhenhua sat on the ground crookedly, looked at Qingyang coldly, and said, "What? Do you think you are sure of victory now?"

"Do you still have the ability to resist?" Qingyang asked.

It's not that Qingyang is arrogant, but he feels that with his current strength as a second-rate master in the world, he shouldn't be much worse than the seriously injured Hu Zhenhua, not to mention that his self-lighting kung fu was taught by masters like Songhe Laodao. He is slightly higher than the warriors of the same level. Even if he cannot defeat the opponent, he at least has the ability to escape easily.

If you are sick and will kill you, how long will it take if you don't take action now? Qingyang stopped nagging at the other party, paused with his feet, waved his palm and was about to step forward. At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a cold light suddenly shot out from Hu Zhenhua's hand and went straight to his heart.

The flying knife turned out to be a flying knife. Qingyang suddenly felt like a dead man. He quickly stopped his forward movement and then twisted his body forcefully to the side, trying to avoid the flying knife. But the thing happened so suddenly that Qingyang couldn't react in time. Although he avoided the vital parts of his heart, it did not avoid other parts. The flying knife shot out directly from his waist, making a terrifying big hole.

Qingyang's waist suddenly dripped with blood, soaking half of his clothes and staining the wine gourd around his waist red. This means that Hu Zhenhua was seriously injured and his attacks were no longer as sharp as before, otherwise this flying knife could kill him.

However, the enemy was facing the enemy, and he did not have time to treat the injury carefully. Qingyang carefully guarded Hu Zhenhua, tapped his waist a few times with one hand, and then covered the wound. The bleeding finally stopped temporarily, and he was able to fly there. There was no poison on the knife, so his life was not in danger for the time being.

But Qingyang is also very aware of his situation. As time goes by, his physical strength will definitely gradually decline, and he will be able to display less and less strength.

Unexpectedly, Hu Zhenhua would be so careless, so careless.

Hu Zhenhua fell into his own trap twice in a row because of his carelessness. Unexpectedly, now that the situation has changed, he has forgotten the other party's lesson in the blink of an eye. In a moment of complacency, he did not pay attention to Hu Zhenhua's hidden flying knife.

The five brothers of the Hu family each have their own strengths. Among them, Hu Zhenhua is best at throwing knives. He usually has several of them on his body and has used them several times in the secret area. Although his hands and feet were inconvenient at this time, with the flying knife in his hand, let alone Qingyang, even if Master Kongji came, he would be helpless.

Qingyang regretted it endlessly. He still underestimated the famous figure in the world. Even if Hu Zhenhua was seriously injured, he could not kill him. The situation that was originally advantageous turned around because of my carelessness. It was a miscalculation.

It is impossible to kill Hu Zhenhua now. Whether he can escape is still two questions, and the longer the time drags on, the more disadvantages he will suffer. Not to mention the decline in his strength, what if Hu Zhenhua in the cave Tai and others also rushed over, and he was completely unable to fly.

No, we still have to find an opportunity to escape. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. As long as he saves his life, he will be able to regain this place sooner or later. Now that Master Kongji and others have passed the pool, he has completed the task of delaying the enemy. It is important to save his life first.

At this time, Hu Zhenhua had already stood up, holding a shining flying knife in his hand, and was dragging his injured leg slowly towards Qingyang, with a cold smile on his face. Said: "You are really overestimating your abilities. How can the world's top masters be as simple as you think? Even if I am seriously injured, it will be easy to take care of you."

Qingyang had already begun to think about retreating, but he was afraid that Hu Zhenhua would throw a flying knife when he turned around and ran away, and by then it would be too late to hide. Seeing Hu Zhenhua getting closer and closer to him, Qingyang's heart moved, he waved and threw an object and said: "Look at my thunder!"